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About Munich

Ay! Respect my authoritah! So, whore, huh? Man, what a freakin’ mess that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like—whore’s everywhere, right? Like, in “Stories We Tell,” Sarah Polley’s all “Who’s tellin’ the truth here?” and I’m like, same with whores, dude! You never know the real story! Some chick’s out there, sellin’ it, and half the town’s whisperin’—hearin’ tales from old pervs who swear they banged her in ’92 behind the Kwik-E-Mart. Total crap, probly, but it’s funny as hell!

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Henry of Kalkar, otherwise Heinrich Eger (or Egher) of Kalkar ( – 20 December ), was a Carthusian theological writer.

I love how this city mixes the ancient with the everyday – its smell of wet earth, old brick, and fresh coffee that kinda tells ya, "Tonight’s the night." Even though things are calm and slow, there’s that underlying pulse, like the echo of a heartbeat you can feel under your skin when you knead out life's stress.

Far-right AfD congress prompts anti-racism protest